A Weekend for Revheads

It was a lovely warm day on Saturday and the annual car show was on, so off we went for a look.  Usually it would be held at a different venue, but this year it was held at the Wharflands Plaza in 

the car park.

There were many old favourites, 

so

I took some random snap shots for you to enjoy!

I loved this one!

I used to own one similar to this but with four doors J

 Torana!

It is hubby's dream to own one of these J

A local policeman owns this one...

 

See the red mustang below?  

It is for sale, and I want it!

Members of the Adelaide Speed Boat Club were showing their stuff on the water, but unfortunately we missed out on seeing them.  By the time we got there the last of the speed boats was on show but it broke down...

Here are some pictures of the gulf. 

 Some lucky people having some fun J

 Looking along the wharf...

You can see where Port Augusta is located on the map below.

We are at the top of Spencer Gulf, where the outback meets the sea J

  

Where to next??

Come back tomorrow and I will show you J

What did you get up to on the weekend? Hope the weather was nice J 

xTania

Vintage Car Run to Arno Bay, South Australia

Last weekend we went to Arno Bay to meet up with my parents. They were there for a get together with two other Vintage car clubs.

For all you South Aussie's, Arno Bay is the home of former

Adelaide Crow ruckman, Shaun Rehn. A nice quiet little seaside town on the

Eyre Peninsula, on route to Port Lincoln.

There are lots of pictures here, it was hard to pick the best.

Firstly some of the vintage cars that were there.

Audi

FJ Holden

Plymouth

Dad and Mum's Mark 1 Zephyr, restored by my dad.

Pontiac GTO left hand drive

Mark 3 Zephyr.

And now some of the sites around Arno:

Some Cormorants (or Shags as we know them) on the pontoon.

Along side the jetty with the waves rolling in along the reef.

Beach other side of the jetty, with shacks in the background.

Arno Bay jetty.

Another beach photo, near the jetty.

On the boardwalk, down by the sea.

The boardwalk

The mangroves along the boardwalk.

The beach where the boardwalk meets the sea.

Some Pelicans on the shore.

This board walk has been recently completed.

Arno Bay

The beach

I am heading down to Adelaide tomorrow with our son and two daughters for our friend and Auntie's funeral. It could be an interesting trip as I don't usually drive in Adelaide. At least I have my eldest daughter with me, she lived in Adelaide for ten years while attending University. I am sure between the lot of us we should manage to get around okay without any mishaps. I am afraid I am a country girl through and through and dislike the city. We will travel down tomorrow and stay overnight in a caravan park. The funeral is Monday afternoon and we will travel home again afterwards.

Wishing you all a blessed weekend,

xTania

He has a dream

Pictured above is our Zephyr ute. This was handed over to me from my dad who had restored it many years ago. For a long time this old girl spent a lot of time collecting dust and used to store some of dad's stuff. My girls when they were little spent many a Sunday going on Vintage car runs with their grandparents, sometimes even camping over at some lovely spot like the Gawler Ranges.

Sadly at the moment she is in our shed awaiting some attention. Her brakes need fixing and her paintwork is a bit tatty. So there she is collecting dust and junk in her back section. We have joined the local Vintage Car Club and hopefully soon we will be driving her again.

I love the big steering wheel and the gears on the column. It brings back memories of when I learned to drive on the farm. My driving lessons consisted in being sat on a tractor with the harrows on behind, showed what to do and then proceed to follow mum or dad who were ahead with another tractor and seeder. I think I may have been about 12 years old. Once I mastered driving the tractor I got to drive the little (blue bomb)Austin car that my grandmother used to own and travel down the road to the bus stop every morning. Ten to eight the bus got there and arrived home at five to four and I got to drive home again. My brother would drive as well but we went a lot faster and did some "wheelies" on the way.


I remember on one occasion going up to sixty six (the name of the paddock) to the sand hills to collect mushrooms. On the way home with mum in the passenger seat there was a smell of smoke. Quick as a flash mum told me to turn the car off and get out. She lifted the bonnet and threw some dirt on the wiring that had caught fire. We then had to walk a fair distance to home.

My sons handprints left in the dust.

This old girl was built back in 1956

On our block are these wrecks. They have been collected for spare parts. I don't know how many we actually need though?

Zephyr sedans, 1956, 58 and 59 waiting to be put to good use to.....

restore this old girl. This one is actually drivable but not very pretty to look at. "Shame car" our son calls it. We recently purchased this one from a policeman in our town, he hadn't finished what he started out to do before losing interest and moving on to a different brand of car.

Hubby continues to dream, I wish he would get on with making this dream a reality. Money is one of the reasons this is taking so long as it can be an expensive hobby.


x Tania